Fan-Fic || Tell Me, Taylor - 4

Hey Swifties! So, the most anticipated fan fic of all time is here again! Jokes, who am I kidding? :joy_cat: Don't mind me, I'm just being weird. Some self-shame self-promoting coming up, sorry. Here's a free slice of cake :cake:

Here's Chapter 3 :sparkles: if you missed it. Thanks for reading!

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C H A P T E R 4

Thalia had the same outfit on, but her hair was exactly like mine.

"How did you-

"It's a wig, don't worry," she interrupted.

She had applied some lip gloss and her make-up covered her freckles.

"What are you going to do now?" I asked warily.

"To be honest, I'm not so sure myself." She looked at me with a smile. "But I'm going to just go with it. I know you've been working on your new album. So I'd probably just stroll around New York or something. Visit a hospital, donate to charity. Boost your reputation or whatever."

We were silent for a while. Lots of things were running through my mind.

Even though she's my sister, and she doesn't look like she's going to want to hurt me in anyway, I still don't trust her. After all, we've only met for an hour or so for the last 27 years. But. After this, everything will be back to-

"Do you think I can hold a mini concert?" she said with a hint of excitement.

"What? I didn't plan any concerts at all this year! You can't just do a concert out of nowhere Thalia. I would need to tell everyone and do things. It's not that easy or simple," I replied, still unsure and confused.

"Ok, fine. But other than that, I can do anything else right?"

I hesitated. "Well, there are rules of course. The general. No being mean, beware of paparazzis, always be nice to fans, bodyguards of course if you plan on going somewhere and you get the idea."

"I don't need a bodyguard, I just want to explore," she said absent-mindlessly and adjusted her bag strap.

"What happens if something goes wrong? This is serious Thalia."

"Don't worry so much Taylor. I've been watching you in the least creepy stalker way for 27 years. Even when I was just a kid. They won't even suspect anything. Just trust me ok? For once. For one day," she said exasperatedly.

I hesitated again.

This is such a big risk. Can I let her go? Can I let her be me? What happens if something goes wrong? What if I get into trouble? What happens next?

"Just please...don't do anything," I muttered and turned away from her. Letting someone be you isn't comfortable. Especially if it's your twin sister that you haven't met for 27 years.

"I won't. Ok, I guess I'll be off then. Stay here in the meantime. If they see both of us, then... everything will go wrong. That's why I closed the curtains. If anyone knocks, don't let them in. Don't even open the curtains to see who it is. Food's in the fridge. Don't call me. And I'll be back before you know it," she said. I could hear her getting excited.

I gave a small nod and asked for my phone back. She returned it to me and just like that, she was gone. Gone out there, being me. I was so scared and unsettled and there was just this feeling telling me that something's wrong. I couldn't put a finger on it.

Just calm down Taylor. Everything'll be alright. She'll be back before you know it. She'll be back.

I looked at the clock. It was only 9 a.m.. It was going to be a long day. I sighed and thought of calling my mum to tell her. But what would she say? She'd probably go crazy knowing that Thalia's pretending to be me.

I didn't know what to think anymore.

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Thanks for reading peeps! It means the world to me. Constructive criticism is always welcomed. Have an awesome day :cake: Also, if you're wondering why the fan-fic is called Tell Me, Taylor. Don't worry, all will be revealed. *evil laugh* Also, I'm sorry this chapter's kinda short.

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